Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Now that Tang Wei has personally delivered himself to our doorstep, this force has finally found a place to be used.

The six-colored flames surrounding Yu Xiaoheng suddenly contracted, completely receding into his body. Immediately afterward, the 100,000-year-old blood-red soul ring that had just condensed and exuded endless ferocity suddenly burst forth with dazzling red light.

It has a 100,000-year soul ring and two extremely powerful soul skills.

Yu Xiaoheng completely ignored the soul skill that had a wide-range destructive effect and instantly activated the second soul skill, which had the most extreme power and the most concentrated destructive force.

As for a specific name, he hasn't decided yet.

The power of divine retribution within him was operating wildly.

The originally burning purple flames underwent an extreme transformation that defied common sense under the impetus of the 100,000-year soul ring.

The extremely hot flames turned into extreme cold in an instant.

Ice, a divine punishment.

This is no ordinary ice element, but a bizarre power twisted and mutated from the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame. It not only possesses an extreme physical freezing effect, but also inherits the characteristics of the Heavenly Punishment power to burn soul power and destroy rules.

And... this is the immense power that Yu Xiaoheng has been holding back for a long time!

Once touched by this divinely punished ice, the enemy's soul power will be directly frozen and shattered, their martial soul will be penetrated by the extreme cold until it collapses, and even the surrounding defensive soul skills will be forcibly dismantled.

"Click-click-click—"

A piercing freezing sound rang out around Yu Xiaoheng.

The dark purple ice crystals spread wildly outwards from him, forcefully pushing aside the heavy oppressive feeling brought by Tang Wei's ninth soul skill.

With just the initial gesture of releasing the soul skill, Heavenly Punishment Ice froze the downward gravity field, creating visible cracks.

But this is not enough.

Yu Xiaoheng knew very well that with the total soul power of a Soul Emperor, even if he activated a 100,000-year soul skill, it would still be somewhat difficult to directly confront the fatal blow of a Title Douluo.

He needs a vehicle.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his right arm.

The right arm, reshaped from a 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone, stitched together with rainbow dragon silk, and flowing with a purple-gold luster, suddenly erupted with a high-pitched dragon roar.

He activated the 100,000-year-old soul bone skill contained within his right arm bone without hesitation.

This sacred dragon bone only comes with one soul bone skill, but this skill has two completely different enhancement effects.

First effect: Ultimate power compression. Instantly draws all the soul power and physical strength of the body to the right arm, forming absolute physical defense and power burst.

Second effect: Materialize and materialize the elements. Allows the right arm to fully transform into a dragon, achieving 100% seamless fusion with any elemental soul skill.

These two effects are practically tailor-made for Yu Xiaoheng's current state.

Yu Xiaoheng's eyes were cold as the purple-gold true dragon energy within his body surged wildly into his right arm through his meridians.

He activated both effects of the Soul Bone skill simultaneously.

In the next instant, Yu Xiaoheng's right arm underwent an astonishing change.

Purple-gold dragon scales burst forth from beneath his skin, layer upon layer, completely enveloping his right arm. The bones in his hand lengthened and thickened, and sharp dragon claws, several feet long, extended from his fingertips, transforming into a real purple-gold dragon claw.

At the same time, the ice of divine retribution floating around him found an outlet.

The chilling, purplish-red power, capable of freezing all rules, converged wildly onto the purple-gold dragon claw, like a vast ocean embracing all rivers.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The 100,000-year soul skill of the sixth soul ring and the 100,000-year soul bone skill of the right arm's sacred dragon bone resonated perfectly at this moment.

This is an extremely rare and even arguably defies the norms of Soul Masters, resulting in a perfect ratio.

Normally, even if a Soul Master possesses Soul Rings and Soul Bones of the same attribute, energy loss will occur when they forcibly combine and release them.

But Yu Xiaoheng's state at this moment is completely different.

His physical body, soul rings, and soul bones were all reshaped together in the burning of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame, and the degree of compatibility between them reached an immeasurable peak.

This feeling was like a complete 100,000-year-old golden holy dragon willingly sacrificing its soul and body to Yu Xiaoheng.

Although Yu Xiaoheng did not experience the unrestricted surge of soul power that occurred during a true sacrifice, nor did he undergo the absolutely safe energy absorption process of a sacrifice.

However, in actual combat, he delivered a perfect strike that was almost identical to the sacrificial state.

Chapter 440 The Ice of Divine Punishment Erupts

The ice of divine punishment spread along the patterns of the purple-gold dragon claw, transforming into a thick layer of dark purple ice crystal armor, arming the dragon claw to the teeth.

The dragon claws, already incredibly sharp, were further enhanced by the Heavenly Punishment Ice, freezing the surrounding air into countless tiny black spatial cracks.

Yu Xiaoheng looked up and stared directly at the colossal hammer less than ten meters above his head.

The black lightning python that swam on the giant hammer roared, and the terrifying wind pressure had already caused the deep pit beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet to collapse several more layers.

Yu Xiaoheng made no unnecessary movements.

He shattered the void with his right leg, his body advancing instead of retreating, facing the mountain-like black giant hammer, and slammed the purple-gold dragon claw, completely encased in heavenly ice, upwards.

A 100,000-year-old soul skill: Heavenly Punishment Ice.

A soul bone from 100,000 years ago, the embodiment of a holy dragon.

The purplish-purple ice dragon claw suddenly swelled in size as it slammed upwards, transforming into a colossal creature tens of meters in length in the blink of an eye, with purple-gold dragon might flowing within the ice layer.

On one side was the ninth soul skill, which the Haotian Sect Master had used with all his might.

On one side is the nameless team captain's 100,000-year ultimate attack, a perfect resonance between his soul bone and soul ring.

Above the Great Soul Arena, one side was pitch black, oppressively dark, and the other side was a deep purple that seemed to freeze everything.

Two destructive forces, powerful enough to level the entire arena, crossed the final distance in the reflections of all the high-level Soul Masters' pupils.

The tip of the dragon's claw struck the base of the giant hammer.

The sky above the Great Soul Arena was split by two completely different lights.

On one side was a massive, pitch-black hammer pressing down from above.

On one side is the dark purple dragon claw rising against the tide.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the scene in mid-air.

The high-level Soul Masters watching the battle were quickly calculating the final outcome of this attack in their minds.

From any perspective, Yu Xiaoheng is destined to lose.

This is only natural.

No matter how strong or talented Yu Xiaoheng is, he is still just a Soul Emperor.

Tang Wei is a genuine Title Douluo and the current sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect!

Between the two, there is a terrifying gap spanning two major realms: Soul Saint and Soul Douluo. This absolute difference in total soul power cannot be easily bridged by talent alone or by a 100,000-year soul ring.

Moreover, Tang Wei has now activated his Martial Soul True Form and is using his ninth Soul Skill.

Even the most powerful defensive Soul Douluo would be shattered to pieces by this attack.

This is the stark reality.

But those present simply couldn't take their eyes off it.

Bibi Dong looked at the figure in mid-air enveloped in dark purple ice crystals, her breathing becoming particularly rapid.

The two sisters, Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi, stood together, holding their breath nervously.

They haven't given up hope yet!

That's Yu Xiaoheng!

Even the powerful figures from various sects who were wary of Yu Xiaoheng's talent and wished for his early demise couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

What if?

What if this monster really manages to take over the ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo?

If he survives, how will the major powers deal with such a formidable foe?

“Impossible.” Ning Zhenyuan, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, shook his head.

Ning Zhenyuan also did some mental analysis.

Tang Wei did not activate his soul bone skill, nor did he use the Haotian Sect's exploding ring technique, because he simply didn't have the time.

The situation changed too quickly, and the divine pressure had not yet dissipated.

Tang Wei was still catching his breath; he couldn't recover enough to use those trump cards that required him to build up his strength.

But this is already the limit that Tang Wei can do under normal circumstances.

With the Martial Soul True Body and the Ninth Soul Skill, killing a Soul Emperor is more than enough.

The facts seem to be confirming Ning Zhenyuan's judgment.

In mid-air, the purple-gold dragon claw and the towering hammer collided violently.

"boom--"

A deafening explosion resounded through the sky.

The divine ice and black lightning intertwined and crushed each other.

At the center of the collision, a powerful shockwave, visible to the naked eye, erupted directly.

Immediately afterwards, the dark purple light dimmed abruptly.

Yu Xiaoheng paused noticeably for a moment.

Faced with the absolute power suppression of a Title Douluo, the perfect resonance of the 100,000-year soul ring and the 100,000-year soul bone still couldn't gain the upper hand from the start.

Tang Wei stood high in the sky, his eyes wide open, pouring all his soul power into the Sky-Supporting Hammer.

"Die!" Tang Wei roared.

The colossal hammer, carrying the power to destroy everything, slammed down violently.

Yu Xiaoheng felt an overwhelming force travel up his right arm and directly into the bones of his entire body.

The ice on the purple-gold dragon claws creaked under the weight.